When you are hungry for battered fish, at a seaside town, near lots of seafood restaurants, where does one instinctively turn to. Right, no, wrong. The Italian restaurant of course. Lured by cheap margaritta's (which incedentally one looks to the fine Italian eatery for) we take our chances with Italian Fish & Chips.
Click to Play On a chill but pleasent spring morning, our little Sprite finds many an amusement in the back garden wonderland of fallen leaves, puddles, dirt and all manner of things to get himself filthy dirty and soaking wet. Oh well, boys will be boys. Anyhow, it keeps him busy and occupied for a time. Even if it means we have to rake up the leaves again after the G-Express ploughed through them for the umpteenth time.
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